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·Hi friends, yes it's that time of year again...that time when all of us IBSers must get dressed up, go somewhere special, eat scary food and hope for a nearby toilet. My hell is tomorrow night and if you would all send some positive poop thoughts my way it would be much appreciated. Not only do I have to wear nylons and a slinky dress but we have to drive an hour to get to the damn party. Breathe alyson, breathe. It's people I barely know...drinking, eating...all the stuff normal people look forward to and I'm a nervous wreck. I know many of you guys understand me so here it goes... my plea to the bowel gods. Please gods of the rectum, colon and intestines...allow me to have an uneventful drive, a lovely dinner and so much fun I just can't stand it!!!! Is this too much to ask??? Okay, how about let me not fart too loud or make any mad dashes to the rest room? Thats fair don't you think??? I will let you guys know A